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summersgate) wrote2025-07-24 01:48 am
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Bubbles the Cat.
Yesterday I decided to quit the hospital volunteer job. It just didn't bring me much joy. I didn't feel connected. It was like I was always on the outside looking in while there. Nobody (much) talked to me. But as usual I am second guessing myself now (in the middle of the night, trying to sleep, I'm still going over the whole thing in my mind) but at the time it truly felt like the right thing to quit. I was tired of doing busy work and organizing closets there when I could be at home creating my own clean and organized spaces instead. While Hazel was here last weekend we went through multiple bags of her old clothes that had been stored in the basement so now I have a huge pile of clothes that needs washed to take to goodwill. With those clothes out of there I'm finally getting somewhere with the basement cleanup! I felt that pulling at me while at the hospital yesterday morning and it annoyed me to be there. I had useful things I could have been doing at home. Anyway I gave them the excuse that I want to switch my volunteer time to the Sugar Creek nursing home instead because it's closer. That's not a lie. It is much easier to drive to the nursing home. It only takes a few minutes to get there, instead of half an hour to get to the hospital. And I'm only at the nursing home for less than an hour at a time to help with bingo, instead of tying up an entire morning at the hospital. So it's done. My experiment of volunteering at the hospital is over.